Hong Kong

That day, when you realize that you regret me,

well, I’m not sure what confusion that will bring.

I took you to such sweet places.

I kissed you softly under streetlamps.

I destroyed you in the most beautiful way possible.

And all the time now, you keep wondering what the snake soup tastes like in Hong Kong,

and how I am the reason you don’t know.

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